Necessary Madness: A Writer on the Road

Revision is . . . everything?

Revision is . . . everything?

Revision -- that essential conduit -- isn't just finding a better word or building a better sentence or re-visualizing a scene. It's searching a narrative for the emotional truth at its center. By shedding safe layers and any layers of delusion, we writers discover...

Just Right: Coimbra!

Just Right: Coimbra!

I fully expected to enjoy Portugal. I hoped I would find a good spot for relocation. I did not expect to fall in love.  But I did. Coimbra is a small city, a university town. Piled on a hill pressed against the Mondego River near the Atlantic, the city – as odd as it...

The People Post

The People Post

New to blogging, I've neglected to take photos of the many wonderful and often helpful people I've met here in Portugal. But I have words. Here are a few. Early on, when I asked a taxi driver in Porto why there were so few dogs, he offered to show me areas outside the...

Steep Learning Curve

Steep Learning Curve

Be sure to sign up for my newsletter to receive periodic updates about my whereabouts and adventures in your e-mail. Proud of myself for discovering cheap, long-term Newark Airport parking in a Hilton right across the street, I’m not so proud to report that, while I...

When Plans Change

When Plans Change

  For months I've imagined two of us on the upcoming Portugal trip, but, alas, a family emergency necessitates my friend Susan's staying home. When word of this came, I worried about her situation, and her disappointment. She had been such an eager participant....

A Cottage Full

A Cottage Full

Leaving a comfort zone means boarding a roller coaster. Be sure to sign up for my newsletter to receive updates about my whereabouts and adventures in your e-mail. My plans – traveling, writing full time – necessitates giving up this house, the only house I’ve ever...

The Eve of Change

The decision to change my name didn’t arrive as a whim! Here’s the real story in my latest blog post, On the Eve of Change. Be sure to sign up for my newsletter to receive updates about my whereabouts and adventures in your e-mail. When I hear the name Linda, I often...

A Writer on the Move

It was late summer, 1974. A friend and I were staying in a villa overlooking Florence. One afternoon, the villa’s gardener offered us a tomato. Resting on his palm was a fruit worthy of a Renaissance still life, and, ever since that moment, I’ve had the notion I’d...

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